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Personal Narrative: The Accident

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The Accident It all began one cold winter night in the month of December. My aunt, parents and my little brother and I had traveled to Garden City, KS. We went to Garden that night to see my sister who had just started studying to be a registered nurse. We stayed at her apartment for an hour or so and it started getting late, so we decided it was time to say goodbye and head back to Leoti. It had just started snowing and the roads froze the night before. We were driving a 2004 Buick Rendezvous and my dad was at the wheel when we left Garden City. He was going about 45 miles per hour. He knew the roads froze the night before and he knew it was dangerous to be on the road, but we had to be home the next day. We were about ten miles outside of Garden City when it all happened. I had …show more content…

I felt the car go into the ditch and roll on its side. When I opened my eyes the car and everyone in it, but my dad was on their side. My dad had already climbed out of the car by the time I had opened my eyes and realized what had happened. My dad asked everyone if they were ok and everyone seemed to be ok. I climbed out next through the drivers window so I could help my dad get everyone out. I got my brother out of his chair and gave him a hug. My dad was trying to find a way to get my mom out of the car because the car had rolled on her side and she couldn’t get out of the door or the windshield. My aunt was still in the back seat and she seemed like she was in pain. I grabbed my brothers chair and broke the rear window of the car. This was the only way my aunt and my mom were going to be able to get out of the car. As soon as I broke the window a man came running over to us. He asked us if we were all okay and started helping us get my mom and my aunt out of the car. Meanwhile, cars and trucks had stopped to see what had

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